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"What's the matter with Lord Park looking for this seat?"

As the #1 hot search in Changle City today, Yan Chu appeared with a yawn.

Behind him, the newly-acquired disciples Ye Lichang and Mo Yanli followed.

The two had already met Mu Qingqian last night, and when they saw Mu Qingqian at this time, they also paid a door-to-door ceremony.

Park Wannian smiled and said: "Headman Yan, you are here just right. In the morning, Zui Xianfang sent a letter to the city lord's mansion, and said that headman Yan would personally open it."

"Drunk Xianfang's letter?"

Yan Chu's sleepworm disappeared immediately.

Isn't this Drunken Fairy looking for trouble? Is it possible to come to the book?

He quickly took the envelope and opened it to read it carefully.

After reading it, he suddenly became happy.

"Head, what is written in this letter?" Li Zeyang asked curiously.

Mo Yanli also stared closely at the letter paper in Yan Chu's hand.

Park Wannian took it and looked at it again, but couldn't help smiling, and slowly said:

"It is indeed the head of Yan!"

It turned out that after Yan Chu exploded into the immortal strength in Changle City last night, the owner of Zuixianfang felt Yan Chu's powerful strength.

He thought of using Mo Yanli to deceive Yan Chu, and he was afraid of Yan Chu's revenge, so he drove a flower boat overnight last night and escaped from Dongze Kingdom.

That's right, I ran all night!

But the owner of the workshop was afraid that Yan Chu would not give up, and even chased out Dongze's retaliation, so he personally wrote a letter apologizing to Yan Chu.

Not only that, there was also a note from Tiandi Bank in the envelope. Zui Xianfang not only refunded the 4.5 million spiritual stones rewarded by Yan Chu to Mo Yanli, but also compensated Yan Chu five million spiritual stones!

In this way, Yan Chu not only did not spend 10 million Lingshi, but instead turned into 15 million.

Counting the two hundred thousand from Li Fugui...

15.2 million spiritual stones!

The number is so terrifying, even if the entire Chihong Gate is stripped, there will be less than 15.2 million spiritual stones!

In addition to the apology letter and the receipt, there is a third thing in the envelope.

It is the pill for Mo Yanli to detoxify!

As long as Yan Chu can find an alchemist with sufficient strength, he can refine the antidote, so that Mo Yanli has no worries!

"Very good! Very good!"

Yan Chu was very happy, and secretly said that the owner of the Drunken Fairy Workshop was sensible, so that he could push him again when he was looking for the Slaughter Gate of Xieyue Villa.

"The power of the head of Yan makes those demons frightened, and Park admire it!" Park Wannian took the opportunity to flatter.

"Song Lord Park is too acclaimed!"

Yan Chu laughed loudly and collected the bills and alchemy. As for the apology letter, it was thrown into a ball.

Mo Yanli was extremely happy to see his hope of detoxification, and went to the kitchen in person to show everyone down.

After a while, everyone sat happily in the dining room eating noodles, all praising Mo Yanli's cooking skills.

Just as Yan Chu was eating well, a small head suddenly appeared at the table.

"What the hell?"

Yan Chu straightened up and looked down, only to see a bare-assed little boy with a longevity head, holding a milk bottle, and widening his eyes to look at Yan Chu.

The little boy sucked the bottle and showed a big smile to Yan Chu:

"Put it here for noodles?"

Northeast China??

In another world, he could hear the accent of the earth, which made Yan Chu feel so touched.

Such a cute little boy, can someone lose it?

He quickly asked, "Whose child is this?"

Everyone looked at me, and when I looked at you, they all shook their heads.

"What a cute kid!" Mo Yanli couldn't help reaching out and touching the boy's head.

Unexpectedly, the little boy was spitting fragrance: "Sister-in-law, am I in your way? Fuck you!"

Mo Yanli was dumbfounded.

This little boy looks cute, how can he speak so rudely?

Li Zeyang smiled and said, "Junior Brother Mo, don't care about children, let's eat ours, don't ignore him."

Little boy: "Single dog, when is your turn to speak?"

Li Zeyang: "...Don't stop me, I will hack him to death!"

"Zeyang, you are also an adult anyway, how can you attack a child?" Yan Chu quickly stopped.

Little boy: "Another single dog."

Yan Chu: "Don't stop me, I'm going to raise his milk powder!!"

Everyone hurriedly stopped Yan Chu: "Head, you are a fairy anyway, don't be familiar with children!"

"Hmph, I will give you a face and don't care about this kid!" Yan Chu said with a cold snort, "Who's kid, take it away!"

Park Mannian also felt strange: "Why does this child look so familiar, but there are no children in my house!"

"Little Sifang~~"

At this time, the familiar sense of earthquake came again.

I saw Park Wannian's wife, the devil muscle man, quickly ran towards the crowd, hugged the little boy, and rubbed her chin.

"Husband, madam, what do you call this child? Quartet...?" Park Wannian was shocked.

The devil muscle man replied: "Msang Gong, he is a Quartet!"

"Why can my child walk, jump and talk overnight?!"

"The head of Yan has said that the Quartet has extraordinary talents, and there is nothing wrong with growing faster, right?"

"...This... seems to make sense!"

Park Mannian reluctantly accepted this reality.

He rekindled his enthusiasm for being a father and stretched out his hands to Pu Sifang: "Come on, Sifang, dad hug!"

From the corner of his eye, Park Sifang glanced at Park Wannian: "Roll the baby."

Park Wannian: "...Head Yan, this is my son's milk powder."

Yan Chu directly took the powdered milk and lifted it up into the sky.

When Pu Sifang saw it, he couldn't help crying, "Woo, woo, you guys bully even children, it's not human!"

Yan Chu and others smiled triumphantly.

This is how it feels to educate children!That's cool!

Park Wannian said solemnly: "The head of Yan, although my son is still young, in the past few days when the head of Yan is in Changle City, my son has allowed the head to educate, and if he wants to beat or scold, it will be arranged by the head. People will never stop them at all!"

"This...isn't it great?" Yan Chu hesitated.

"Head of Yan, don't worry, I, Mr. Park, keeps saying everything!"

"okay then!"

Yan Chu said: "It just happens that I recently planned to write a question outline called "Five Thousand Years of Immortality, 3000 Years of Simulation". Since the Quartet needs it, I will work overtime and give out the question bank early. From now on, Quartet will read and write every day. Homework, immersed in the joy of learning...hahahahahaha!"

After listening to Yan Chu's words, Pu Sifang cried more miserably.